~Under The Moon~ A Wolf Roleplay

Faedon's bright emerald green eyes observed the herd. Her eyes, which were as sharp as a hawk's, saw that one caribou in particular was falling behind. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that it was missing half of its hoof, and it was becoming infected. "That one," she hissed to him. She stalked towards the herd, keeping her belly low to the ground.
Starling flicked an ear to let her know he had heard her as he stalked down the hillside, dodging only few of the sharp rocks that were imbedded in the earth as he did. His paws, callused by many years on the rough terrain of Mountainpack territory, barely screamed out as much as they had when he had first joined; if anything, they only hurt when he purposely jabbed his paw down on a razor-sharp stone, which he didn't commonly do.
As silent as a summer breeze, his long, leggy strides turned to sprinting as he came in close view of the herd. They were getting edgy with the feeling that a predator was stalking them, and the two wolves would have to work quickly; if they didn't, even the injured caribou would be bolting to safety within seconds, albeit slowly.
 

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